815 Little Fattyâs Happy Life (2)
âWhatâs wrong with it?â Sikong Changfeng asked.
âItâs finished eating again!â Hasnât that little fellow eaten anything since it was born? How could it eat so much? The food given to the Ten Thousand Gu King had been snatched and eaten by it!
âIt-it finished it again.â Sikong Changfeng coughed lightly. âIt really could eatâ¦â
Eat? It was simply the reincarnation of a starving Gu!!!
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The attendant said resentfully, âIf this continues, thereâll be nothing to feed it.â
Sikong Changfeng put down his brush. âI⦠will go to the Nether Mountain again to catch some Gu worms.â
As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and walked out. Just as he crossed the threshold, he cleared his throat and asked the attendant, âHow much did it eat this morning? I need to know the estimates.â
The attendant gestured a number expressionlessly.
Sikong Changfeng felt his vision go black and held his foreheadâ
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Yu Wan was sad about her Little Gu on the rattan chair for a while. When she turned around, she was sleepy. She closed her eyes and said indifferently, âThe blanket, it has to be thicker.â
Huazhi sneered and said, âYou really donât treat yourself as an outsider.â
Yu Wan said indifferently, âEither you ask your master to let me go, or you serve me well. What are you talking about?â
Huazhi fell back in anger!
Huazhi entered the room to get a blanket for Yu Wan. When she returned to the courtyard, she met the Saintess, who had not appeared for two days. She quickly bowed. âSaintess.â
Yu Wan did not even lift her eyelids when she heard her voice.
Huazhi looked at the Saintess and then at Yu Wan, hesitating if she should cover her with the blanket. Yu Wan said indifferently, âWhy are you standing there? Youâre not the one whoâs cold, right?â
Huazhi walked forward and covered Yu Wan with the blanket.
The Saintess gestured for her to leave. Huazhi understood and left the courtyard.
Yu Wan continued to close her eyes to rest. After a while, she still felt that the Saintess was standing beside her. She felt strangely uncomfortable and opened her eyelids to look at the Saintess. âWhatâs the matter?â
The Saintessâs gaze swept across the food on the table and landed on her chubby face. For some reason, she suddenly felt a little upset. She turned her face away and said, âYouâve been eating all day. How fat have you become?â
Yu Wan originally planned to say, âDid I eat your rice or drink your soup?â When the words reached her lips, she remembered that she was really eating her future husbandâs rice and drinking her future husbandâs soup. She instantly lost her confidence. She coughed lightly and muttered, âIâm happy to get fat! What does it have to do with you?â
The Saintess said coldly, âHmph, arenât you afraid that your husband wonât want you if you become a fatty?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Yu Wan clicked her tongue. âMy husband wonât abandon me. Even if Iâm as fat as a ball, Iâm still the most beautiful ball in his eyes!â
The Saintess blushed. âShameless!â
Yu Wan glanced at her from the corner of her eye and said angrily, âIâm telling the truth! My husband and I have been through so much. Why would he care what I become?â
Besides, he was happy for her to eat!
A certain fake Ghost King, the real Young Master, who had lost his memories, had to do something every day. He had to measure Yu Wanâs waist. If she lost an inch, he wanted to chop off the chef.
The Saintess raised her chin. âNonsense. How can a man in the world not care about a womanâs appearance?â
âIf you donât believe me, forget it!â Yu Wan couldnât be bothered to argue with her. People of different paths couldnât work together. There were some people she had never met and there were some things she wouldnât believe.
Did the Saintess really not believe her? Before Lan Mei failed, the Saintessâs answer was unintentionally affirmative, but now, she was not so sure.
The Saintess pinched her fingers and said, âSince he cares so much about you, why didnât he come to save you for a long time?â
âNo, I realize that youâre very strange.â Yu Wan sat up and looked at the Saintess strangely. âWhat does it have to do with you what kind of man he is?â
The Saintessâs breathing stopped, but her expression did not change. âIâm just worried that he wonât come to save you or fall into the trap. Then Iâve captured you for nothing.â
Yu Wan smiled faintly and lay down with the blanket. âHe wonât greet you even if he comes. You wonât be able to catch him! If thereâs nothing else, Iâll sleep first. This is your future husbandâs house. Please help yourself!â
With that, Yu Wan really ignored the Saintess. After a while, she let out even breaths.
Looking at Yu Wan, who could still fall asleep heartlessly in the enemyâs territory, the Saintess felt uncomfortable again.
Wasnât she captured? How could she still sleep so peacefully? Was she certain that the man would save her and would definitely be able to save her? Where did this confidence and trust come from? The Saintess had never experienced the feeling of entrusting herself to anyone in her life. Whether it was her mother or her father, they could not let her rely on them in peace, let alone men.